Silent Crown Chapter 816: The loser’s words

Six hours ago.

Above the wilderness, a long flow of people walked along the open road ahead. There were still short stubbles on the grass on the ground, and traces of wild animals in the distance could often be seen on the road just opened.

After experiencing rain, there are silt and puddles on the ground.

The sound of chanting and singing came from afar.

The barefoot farmers, pushing the carts with all their belongings, followed the guidance and call of the gods, and with insignificant rations, embarked on the road of reclamation to the ice and snow.

In just a few months, the originally barren Caucasus seems to have become a heaven on earth.

Fertile soil everywhere.

There are endless wheat fields on both sides of the road from time to time, with heavy wheat ears hanging down, reflecting the bright and smooth like gold. If you are hungry, figs are growing on the trees everywhere on both sides of the road. If you are thirsty, there is endless water in the stream, with the sweetness of milk and honey.

Like heaven.

Along with low shouts, under the strong push of several burly farmers, the coachman swung his whip, and amidst the neighing of the old horse, a carriage stuck in the mud drove out of the pit.

The few passing farmers patted the mud spots on their bodies. When they were about to leave, they were stopped by the old man on the carriage. The old man took out a few silver coins and thanked them for their help.

"No need."

The farmer who took the lead smiled honestly, and when he saw the somewhat old rose rosary on his wrist, his expression suddenly started: "Are you also here for the Son of God? Then everyone is a believer," I can't even collect your money."

He didn't know the difference between Orthodox Church and the Holy City, and he didn't understand how important the rose rosary that seemed to be worthless to the Holy City.

In the carriage, the old man didn't insist on explaining anything, but smiled gently, "To some extent, probably so."

"Are you a priest?" a young man came up to ask.

The old man nodded, "I am."

"Then please bless me."

The old man nodded.

Press the palm of the hand on the slightly muddy face, instead of the gods, bless this believer and recite the gospel that has made countless people fanatical in the past.

Soon, the farmers left.

The old man retracted his gaze.

There is no dignity and harshness.

It's not like a holy seat at all.

It's not like the supreme Red King.

"It really turned the Caucasus into a fertile soil." The Red King said: Your child is a very good person. Abel, you taught him well. "

Few people have noticed that there is another person in the carriage.

Samely old, but rare in any breath, dull and dull, always lowering his eyes, not attracting attention. Hearing what the Scarlet King said, he just nodded and did not respond.

The Scarlet King looked at him, "You don't seem to be happy."

Abraham was silent for a long time and closed his eyes.

"I am sorry for this."

The carriage continues on.

Towards the kingdom where the gods are.

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Three hours later, the carriage drove into the palace that was once the imperial palace. Under strict guard, the Scarlet King was ushered into the conference room.

He carried a heavy box in his hand.

It seems to be full of treasures.

After half an hour, the door was pushed open.

Gaius walked in, wearing winter clothes.

The weather has started to warm up, but he is still dressed very thickly, and after taking off his hat, the wisps of white hair show up.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty."

He stood in front of the door, looking at the old man with his back to him, his face sinking.

So the pope nodded:

"Long time no see, Gaius."

Gaius walked around him, walked to the other side of the conference room, pulled out the chair, sat across the long table opposite him, and looked at him.

"After so many years of dealings, the remaining polite words will be forgiven. IMHO..."

Obviously in my own palace, in my own country, but as if wearing armor, pressing the hilt of the sword, a chill flashes in my eyes, the tone becomes simple and straightforward:

"——What does it mean?"

"Congratulations of course."

The red king's eyes were drooping, as if he hadn't noticed the coldness that permeated the entire general mansion, he just slowly pushed the box in front of him towards Gaius.

"Congratulations on having everything in the once holy city from now on."

He said, "You won, Gaius."

"Next, I will cooperate with you. In addition to the economic agreement and financial contract requested by Anglo, all files and materials within the holy city, and even government agencies, will gradually be transferred to the Caucasus. Whatever you do, it’s up to you.

As you planned.

In the future, Anglo will become the center of the operation of the world economy, and the Caucasus will dominate the operation of this world..."

As if conceding a gambling, he didn't wait for Gaius to take it easy, and simply handed over the true heritage of the holy city.

In this regard, Gaius still doesn't have any pleasant expressions.

"So, who is talking to me?"

He stared at the old man in front of him, with an indifferent tone: "Gregory the sixth-generation red king with the most wisdom? John the third-generation red king with the most pious faith? The ninth-generation red king with the deepest compassion. Hansel? Or the immortal Red King, the first generation closest to the gods..."

Gaius paused, and when he said the name, his eyes became sharp:

"Inhuman Peter!"

In a brief silence, the Scarlet King shook his head and laughed at himself.

"Peter was already dead three hundred years ago."

He calmly said the secret that the Order had concealed for hundreds of years.

"——Shut down by itself and never restart.

If you don’t worry, you can destroy his last body in the world. I remember the location... Well, it’s installed under the holy emblem of the Holy Resurrection Cathedral. That guy really chose one. The place. "

"Dead?"

Gaius was taken aback: "Why?"

"Say why..."

The Red King picked up the cold coffee, sniffed the scorching smell, his eyes drooping: "After using theology as a bridge to truly understand what a human is, he has already treated humans Essentially desperate, right?"

Gaius did not speak.

He never thought that he regarded himself as a great enemy, and he even tried his best to defeat the enemy who had spent countless sacrifices and costs... He regarded him as a man who was hiding behind the scenes and manipulating the world for hundreds of years. The monster is already dead.

Dead?

It's that simple?

"Don't worry, I won't lie. Nibelungen recorded his records before he killed himself in detail. Its recording method cannot be falsified, and it is enough to win your trust."

The Scarlet King said calmly: "The third generation of Scarlet King John's brainstem has long been decayed. After leaving a copy of the record, his self-consciousness has disappeared.

The sixth generation of Scarlet King Gregory has been silent for decades and never said anything. The ninth generation of the Scarlet King was mad and was eliminated from the Nibelungen link 16 years ago...Before he died of exhaustion, he confessed his sins day and night and cursed his soul.

He didn't ascend to heaven after death. Before he died, he was already reduced to hell.

This is the original sin of man, Gaius. "

"..."

After a long silence, Gaius looked at the old man in front of him as if trying to penetrate his body to see exactly what was hidden under the shell.

"——Then, who is talking to me?"

The Scarlet King smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It is a candidate who has waited for decades and failed to become the Scarlet King." He said, "It is the'Last Scarlet King'."

Speaking, the old man lifted his hair, revealing the slight scar below the hairline, and knocked his skull--the brainstem, the brain marrow, the gray matter there...everything in the brain has been taken out.

In the empty skull, precision machinery is operating silently, only a dim green light that represents ‘normal operation’ is revealed on the forehead.

The elongated scar doesn't seem to have healed completely yet, it's still brand new.

"A dozen days ago, I succeeded the new Red King and became the dominant consciousness of Nibelungen. It happened at this time. It's ridiculous, right?"

The old man said to himself: "'Want to be the Holy See.' From the first time I opened the cover of the scripture, this is one goal in my life.

I waited so long and finally got a chance. I can't give up just because the title is meaningless. "

Gaius was silent.

"The existence of the holy city has no meaning. From the beginning, the cult exists to allow humans to survive better. Since humans have chosen to let the cult to withdraw from the stage, the cult will withdraw from the stage.

Before I came, I had destroyed the last set of surgical cabins capable of brain extraction. "

The last Scarlet King said that he looked at him and sincerely congratulated: "Congratulations, you have completed the great cause that no one has done in the past-the inheritance of the Scarlet King, and cut off himself from the future.

From now on, you will be the leader of the world, and you will determine the future of mankind. "

Gaius did not speak.

The old man, as cold as iron, lowered his head and clenched his fists. The pupils of the eyes seemed to be angry, but they also seemed to be empty.

It is difficult to conceal the loss and exhaustion.

Gaius closed his eyes.

In the silence, there was only the sound of the Scarlet King opening the box, and then taking out the contents one by one.

"This is my last job as the Scarlet King. Let's take a look at it, Gaius." The secrets of the technology, even the secrets that the Cardinal Church cannot touch, are all here."

At the end, he took out the bottom of the box.

The thin six-page paper was placed in front of Gaius.

"And this, for you, this is probably the most important thing."

"What is it?"

"History."

The Scarlet King looked at him: "After I inherited the Scarlet King, Nibelungen’s history of the sect is written by Nibelungen. If there is a history book in future generations, six pages, this is how the Scarlet King can truly It’s only a small amount of weight in the history."

Six thin pages.

From the beginning of the dark ages to the present day.

There is no mention of the nations, no wars, or even the major moves of the sect over the years. Its content only revolves around one point, the changes of the sect under the command of the Red King in each generation.

From the beginning, the inhuman Peter, the cruel William, the pious John, the incompetent William II, the resolute Paommel, the wise Gregory... all the way to the iron-blooded Ian and the cunning Lu Dovik, and the last nameless king.

Five hundred years, just six pages.

The great first generation created the Order and created the current evil results; the cruel second generation carried forward the Order and turned it into a monster; the pious John brought faith, but did not notice the internal corruption Symptoms; the incompetent William tried to cleanse the order, but the people rebelled; the resolute Paomener relied on the One-Heart Brotherhood to restore the original intention of the order, but it was difficult to return to the past; the wise Gregory created a new power Balance, but turned the cult into a complete authority, and began taboo research...

Under the efforts of non-people, for 120 years, it is difficult to maintain the original purity and integrity of the Order, and the continuous remediation and innovation have made this monster more bloated and huge.

Indulgences, loans, finance, canonization rights...

From the establishment to save mankind, until the cardinal sympathized with people drinking fine wine, and uttered ‘just a paradise is not enough to repay such a wonderful feat’, it’s only a hundred years.

Until now, the Order can still maintain a trace of its original intention, trying to correct the out-of-control world... It is the miracle that the popes of the past have sacrificed themselves and relied on the immortality of Nibelung.

"Did you see it? This is the beginning and end of the Order."

The Scarlet King overlooked Gaius and whispered softly: "No matter what the original intention, it will become an ugly desire in a hundred years.

This world is the same, and human beings will not change. No matter what kind of system and government, long years will endow human beings with more and more greed and madness. From the protection of loved ones to the abnormal greed for goods, the relatively long history is only a brief moment.

You overturned the shackles of the cult, eradicated this malignant tumor, did what the previous generations of Red Kings could not do, and planted a new beginning.

Now, it's your turn to experience the curse that once entangled us. "

"This is your plan?"

Gaius left the manuscript indifferently: "Use this thing to make me compromise?"

"No, this is just the words of the loser, the distress that the winner has to face."

The Scarlet King laughed, full of mockery: "You have got the new generation you want. I hope that after ten years, you can still maintain your original intentions, and this world will still look exactly what you want."

"Don't worry." Gaius's expression was cold, "I will."

"Well, I never doubted that."

The Scarlet King looked at his white hair and said softly: "Unfortunately, you are old, Gaius. After you die, who will support your new generation?"

Gaius was silent.

The Scarlet King raised his finger and knocked on the table. The table made an empty sound, like the dull echo of a coffin.

"Who is coming? Your godson Hein? Your deputy Frank? Or your student Brightman?"

Every time he says a name, the Scarlet King’s eyes become more pitiful, "Gaius, they are all dead, you have no successors. Think about it, the wolf flute is not a talent for the country, Paganini But a pure musician...

Or, the son of God whom you have high hopes for? "

Gaius did not speak.

"Well, a living god, an eternal emperor in the world."

The Scarlet King seems to have a glimpse of what he is thinking, "If this is the case, it is indeed much stronger than us. For miracles, it is not easy for a lifetime to be a delusion.

It’s just that there is a premise for all of this..."

He did not continue.

Because Gaius was looking at him, there was a serious killing intent in his eyes.

If you say one more word, Gaius will destroy him here~IndoMTL.com~ After obtaining everything suddenly and fulfilling all his life’s desires, Gaius finally realized the once-red kings. Feelings.

Pain like a curse.

Illusory laughter sounded, echoing in the deserted corner of this palace, lingering like a ghost.

That was the king of the Caucasus...He was already dead, but the corpse was buried in the ground, staring coldly at the world with laughter, waiting for this day to come.

As he said, the person who releases the monster will one day experience the pain of being swallowed by the monster.

Gaius closed his eyes and calmed the dizziness in his head.

The doctor told him to take medicine if his symptoms recurred, but he didn't want to show weakness in front of his enemies. I can only let the dizziness and dizziness spread in my head, as if countless people are whispering in the ear, one after another.

Those who followed him and died for him still linger here.

Questioned softly.

——Gaius, you created a god, but will God really be willing to obey you?

Gaius didn't speak any more.

"No matter what, this problem and the solution to the problem, I have handed over to you."

The Scarlet King took off his coat from the coat rack, put it on his body, and nodded goodbye to the new Lord of the World: "Then, let's say goodbye, Gaius.

I hope that in a hundred years, you will not become a sinner in this world. "

He retracted his gaze, closed the door, and left the last whisper: "I also hope... that humans can truly be destroyed in their own hands."

The door is closed.

In the silence, the last nameless king passed through the slightly slumped palace, boarded the carriage again, and left.

On the doorstep, Abraham was smoking a cigarette.

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